Chapter 60: The Core Formation Realm

When Guo Yu hurried back to the stone cliff in the West Mountain, he found the stone cave eerily quiet, prompting him to quicken his pace inside.

Upon entering, he saw Elder You and two other grandmasters sitting in silence. The injured grandmaster on the stone bed lay completely motionless, making it impossible to tell whether he had merely fallen unconscious or had already passed away.

"Master, where is Changxi?"

Elder You replied, "Gone to the base of the cliff." As he spoke, he looked at his disciple, and upon doing so, his face instantly registered astonishment. "You've broken through to the eighth rank—"

Mid-sentence, Lei Hong pulled out a piece of jade, entirely blood-red, devoid of even a single trace of white reflection.

Even I was caught somewhat off guard. Fortunately, however, I had been continuously on guard against a sudden move from him. Thus, I still managed to react in time; the King Yue Spear materialized fiercely in my hand, and with a cold snort, I thrust it forward with all my might.

It was not until I noticed that Qu Qingran's spells were growing increasingly formidable, to the point where the situation was becoming somewhat uncontrollable, that he suddenly intervened. Using water-style spells to counter Qu Qingran's fiery might, the two of them engaged in a furious exchange, fighting with such intensity that they completely lost themselves in the battle.

This scene filled me with utter bewilderment. Could it be that there was also an exit to the underground base in the western region?

I rushed forward frantically, battering him with blow after blow, yet he effortlessly raised his hand and brushed away my punches one after the other, just as one would sweep dust from a window sill.

He had once believed that his cultivation had broken through and that he would soon undergo the tribulation to become an immortal. However, the unique nature of the Five Domains Continent prevented him from achieving immortality, leaving him stranded in this awkward, intermediate realm.

As for those relatively lower-grade ether armors, they were somewhat inferior. Although they would enhance the host's physical stamina and provide auxiliary power boosts, they would consume a vast amount of nutrients from the host's body, and once ingested into their system, those nutrients would never be released again.

Since Li Ming had never practiced meditation before, he had no choice but to sit with his legs loosely crossed. Li Tian then assumed the adamantine posture behind him, guiding the vital energy into his body and channeling it down to the elixir field.

"Yes, yes! I understand, I promise to wait on them just like my own birth parents!" Fang Tuo nodded hastily.

With that, he took the lead and sat down on a relatively flat spot. Tilting his head sideways, he pointed to the space right in front of him, signaling Tang Xue to sit down as well.

Time within the ancient path passed at a rate roughly similar to that on Earth. Seeing the sky grow dim, Xiang Gangtian had no intention of continuing the search; instead, he descended from the sky, stopped atop a towering peak, and prepared to wait until dawn before taking further action.

Truthfully, her joining us was of practically no help to our battle. On the contrary, for her safety, Wang Yandong very conscientiously stayed by her side and constantly protected her. If not for Wang Yandong, this young girl would likely have encountered danger long ago.

Yet why was he still unwilling to cast a glance at Fan Dalong? I went over and pushed Fan Dalong, and even struck him, but Dalong remained completely insensible, feeling only a hand gripping mine.

At this moment, Ye Rong, lying on the bed, had changed out of the silk pajamas she wore last night and donned a deep V-neck red negligee.

This was precisely what made Ye Rong the most terrifying: killing without a trace, showing no emotion, completely silently.

The defensive light shield of the Water-Earth Thunder, suspended before him, was dim and flickering as if it were about to be extinguished at any moment, and it was covered with spiderweb-like cracks. It was estimated that if it took one more blow, this precious treasure would reach the end of its lifespan.

Seeing that he was still unwilling to tell the truth, Wang Chen felt an even greater surge of dissatisfaction within his heart. Intuition told him that this matter was by no means simple, and he must not agree casually without getting to the bottom of it.

Naturally, the one who truly understood him was Hai Chengxian. Letting him make the decision was a way to find out from Hai Moxia's own mouth just how grievous Deng Tianchou's crimes were, and whether he was worthy of mercy.

Together, we walked into the pitch-black tomb within, the roaring sounds from the depths growing closer and closer. Before long, we arrived at another burial chamber.

The Elder of the Demonic Sword had never expected that Luo Hao could produce such a high-tier cultivation technique and hand it to him. Even with his current status, he possessed only a single early-stage Heaven-grade cultivation technique, which he had managed to acquire back then by risking his life in a mystic realm; otherwise, his cultivation could never have reached its present level.